The Tuesday night attendees were Tom Scholes, Jon Diesta, and Derek & Rachel Hunter. Ryan was out due to sitting duties. The night started (and ended) as all do, with a lot of random stuff. I can't really think of much noteworthy in the first page to share; I always find it interesting to draw more muscley types because it isn't really my nature. I'm certainly not a muscley type myself and I tend to enjoy more lithe forms. The gal in the upper-right was fun, but probably just because I love bare-naked ladies.
The next page was a little more interesting. I think Tom asked for another Tacocat, so I tried to oblige from the top of my head. I am truly horrible with animals. Well "truly" might not be fair; I think they look relaxed and natural enough, for the most part, but they never look like the animal I am trying to draw. An alternate universe cat, perhaps. It might be fun to grab some reference one of these days and see if I can embarrass myself without "off the top of my head" as a weak defense. There are so many things I wish I could draw better. Next up was the guy with the gloves and the flower-penis. How I survived last week without drawing a ding-dong, I will never know. Tom promised to paint the guy (before he saw the finished product), so feel free to harass him about it; I'm not sure I have the heart to. Finally, on the upper-right, I tried to do a fat version of my roommate in a muumuu. Not the most flattering or accurate rendition, so a public apology is only fair. Sorry, man.
Sometimes the comic types (Ryan and Derek) will tote along a brush pen (at least I think that's what they're called), and I will beg to futz around with it. I have nearly no experience with them, but they're always fun to play with, just because I can't make mistakes (or at least have to figure out a way to hide them), and they just make the drawings more official. Besides, I like feeling like I'm acquiring a new skill. I doodled the guy with the Wolverine-do in the upper-left, first. Then came Human Bert. I swear I have one or two more renditions of a human Bert; I have no idea why the prospect is so fascinating to me.
The next page was inspired by Rachel's striped sweater. I really like stripes, and enjoyed trying to do something female and clean while minimizing mistakes.
Non-sequitur: Feist's Brandy Alexander is playing on the iTunes, and it's blowing my mind with how beautiful it is. Her latest album, The Reminder, helped me through a broken heart. Here's a link to what looks like a (good) unofficial video.
The last page was a couple doodles I got off before we hit sushi and sake. The female figure seemed a little awkward but I went with it. I still like looking at it since it always looks intriguingly screwy to me. It's hard when you get close to a drawing to dissect things that later look ridiculously bad, and I wonder if this one fits in that category. (Don't tell me, It'll ruin the fun.)